Remember those lazy summer days when everyone else was gone, off on adventures, but not you?
Those days when three months felt like a lifetime?
Mine took a surprising turn when I stumbled upon something extraordinary buried in the sand. Suddenly, a stranger appeared, and his stories of forgotten gods, ancient treasures, revenge, and love captivated me. We'd spend evenings by the lake, listening to the reeds rustling in the wind, watching the crimson sunset paint the sky and the waves the color of pomegranate. This is a story for dreamers, for those who believe in love. It's a reminder that sometimes, the most extraordinary things happen when you least expect them. Have the courage to embrace the unexpected.